Miss Eight Series Summoner

What's more, there are so many Red Lotus cultivators, Feng Jiu feels that he has little chance of winning, thinking about how to win this fight. My heart was already irritable, and Feng Jiu couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Oh, Bai Yu, you actually counted against me. If you are a man, you will fight me upright. What kind of skill is you."

Bai Yu didn't want to care about Feng Jiu at all. He knew that the more he communicated with Feng Jiu, the easier it was to make mistakes. After all, Feng Jiu was famous for being cunning.

At this moment, he didn't know the intention of what he said, so he didn't dare to care about it, "Why should I fight you? Since you dare to come to the Red Lotus Sect, either you will surrender obediently, or you don't blame me for being polite. "

Feng Jiu knew that he needed to delay for a while. After all, he had just come here and was unfamiliar with the terrain and didn't understand the situation. He didn't have much chance of winning by fighting with them.

So he deliberately said to Bai Yu: "Where did you get the news from? How do you know that I will definitely come to the Red Lotus Sect? It is indeed the Red Lotus Sect. The gossip is coming soon." Feng Jiu finished. There was a mocking expression on his face.

Bai Yu knew that it was the best time to subdue Feng Jiu now, otherwise it would be very troublesome to subdue him when Feng Jiu has any new ideas or they come to help him.

So I told Feng Jiu directly: "You must be at a disadvantage in this situation. If you surrender to us now, I will help you in the Red Lotus Sect. We can still live in peace in the future. If you disagree, then I can't help it."

Feng Jiu knew that Bai Yu would not eat his own set. While attracting everyone’s attention, he directly put a hidden weapon and pierced the necks of the few Red Lotus cultivators next to Bai Yu. They fell directly one by one. A bit of struggle.

Bai Yu glanced at the several Red Lotus Cultists who had fallen down beside him, and his expression was in a daze. Before he could turn around, Feng Jiu rushed towards him.

Naturally, Bai Yu was not weak. He turned around and avoided Feng Jiu’s assassination. When the other Red Lotus Cultists saw Feng Jiu, they did not choose to surrender, but chose to assassinate. They all held swords high in their hands, all resembling Feng Jiu rushed over.

Bai Yu swung the knife to the top of Feng Jiu's head, Feng Jiu raised the sword in his hand and pushed it back hard, blocking Bai Yu back. On the surface, Feng Jiu looked a little thinner than Bai Yu, but his strength was comparable to that of Bai Yu.

With a turn of Bai Yu's wrist, it cut across like Feng Jiu's lower abdomen. Feng Jiu had been light at a young age, leaping gently, and falling firmly behind Bai Yu.

Feng Jiu squatted down with the buffer he had when he landed, and swung the sword in his hand to stab Bai Yu's calf. Bai Yu turned around, waved the sword in his hand from bottom to top, and directly propelled Feng Jiu's sword away.

But suddenly Bai Yu's sword swung towards Feng Jiu's neck. Feng Jiu didn't panic, and kept turning his wrist, swinging Bai Yu's sword to the side. He set up Bai Yu's sword and kept walking backwards. Because of Feng Jiu's continuous swinging of the sword in his hand, Bai Yu's hand was numb and weakened by Feng Jiu, and he completely lost the ability to attack.

The Red Lotus Cultivator next to him didn't notice that Bai Yu fell in the wind, and didn't mean to interfere.

Feng Jiu and Bai Yu have been fighting like this for a long time. Both of them are exhausted. Feng Jiu still has important affairs. It is not a way to fight. "I don't want to fight with you anymore. I will come. Going to the Red Lotus Sect is simply to save the leader. If you are willing to let me save the leader, I will thank you in the future, and I will agree to any conditions you make."